#mod manda

[temerairezine]

From the Desk of T. Tharkay...

Hello, aviators!

After an overwhelmingly enthusiastic response to our interest check, we are pleased to announce that APPLICATIONS ARE OPEN! They will remain open until April 14th, 2026.

Information for the schedule, role descriptions, and portfolio requirements can be found in our Info Document, along with the link to applications. Our ask box remains open if anyone has any questions!

Mod Manda

[renegadeguild]

I hope yall don't mind questions (idk if this is outreach and highlight only blog) but for someone who is planning their first bind, how do people who can't afford tools like cricut normally decorate their covers?

Hello!

There's a couple of posts that have been made by Renegade Bindery members, such as:

@a-gay-old-time's post about how they do their painted covers

@celestial-sphere-press's post about how she has approached binding with alternative book decoration

There's also some resources from other people in the general bookbinding community, such as:

DAS Bookbinding's video about Paper Labels

If other members have some resources, please respond to this post. And good luck on your first bind!

[galdinbeacon]

Can you do Chocobros (and Lunafreya if possible) finding out their fem!crush just broke up with her bf (Who she was dating with for a long time, like over 5 years) and how they try to comfort her. I'm sorry if this is kinda boring. I just broke up with my bf and I don't know how to deal with it and move forward :(

Hello Doll. This isn’t boring at all if you ask me. I apologize for the wait on this however, so, let me send a few extra hugs your way while I see what I can do for you, alright? *hug!*

Noctis:

Noctis could barely contain his emotions after you called, your voice trembling and upset asking if you could come over, he didn’t hesitate. He actually paced his apartment a little wondering what could have happened.

When you arrived and he opened the door he felt the air rush from his lungs.

Your face was tear stained, and your head was hung low. He reached out, gently grasping your wrist and pulled you inside. “Hey, I’m here,” he soothed you gently, pushing your hair gently back from your face. “What’s wrong…?”

When you told him you had broken up with your boyfriend, he wanted to make it better, but he was unsure how. He felt himself go through a whole range of emotions at once, fear and anger bubbling to the surface. He was also relieved on one hand, and very upset for you on the other.

He gently brought you over to the couch and had you sit down. “Wait here. I’ll be back in a flash.” and he heard you gasp softly as he warped back to his bedroom.

He returned a moment later, with the softest blanket from his bed [his favorite] and he gently wrapped you up in it, and then wrapped his arms about you.

He spoke to you softly then. “If you want to cry, you can…”

You shook your head, fighting back tears but eventually, you broke down into broken sobs. He let you cry into his chest for as long as you wanted, slender fingers slowly moving through your hair.

He didn’t know what to say, not being one good with words, but he did his best to comfort you.

When you were a bit more calm, you thanked him, and he smiled and blushed a little. He wanted to be with you so badly, comfort you through all of it but he didn’t want to just be your rebound.

So he waited, staying by your side when you needed comfort, by talking with you, or hanging out with you. There were many times he wrapped you up in that blanket and held you as you cried, but he didn’t mind.

After a few months he let it slip that he liked you, like liked you. And he slapped his hand over his mouth.

He knew you weren’t ready yet, but now that the cat was out of the bag, he couldn’t take it back.

“Look, I know you’re not ready yet, but…when you are…” and he left it at that.

About a year after his confession, he asked you again.

If you tell him you’re still not ready, he nods, and smiles, and tells you it’s no big deal. He’ll continue to wait.

If you are ready however, expect him to be clingy, he will want to hold your hand no matter who sees you.

Prompto:

Prompto happened to be out taking photos when he heard someone crying. Curious, he followed the sound.

His heart sank when he found you, and he internally panicked.

“H-hey.” he approached and when you didn’t respond he gently put his hand on your shoulder, pulling his hand back right away when you gasped.

He blinked at you, then went wide eyed when he saw the tears on your face.

“Huh? H-hey whoa! I’m here, it’s alright, what happened?!” hesitated a moment then moved closer. “C-can I touch you? Just your shoulder?”

Prompto has had a number of anxiety attacks in his life, and that’s what this looks like, so he does for you what the guys do for him.

When you nod, he sits next to you, his arm going about your shoulders to draw you closer to him, his free hand gently rubs your arm. “It’s alright, I’m here. I got you.” he keeps talking to you soothingly.

When you laugh a little, that sounds so self-deprecating, and you tell him what happened, his breath hitches.

He pulls you close again, letting you hide your face against his neck as you cry again, his hand gently rubbing your back.

“H-Hey, why don’t you come to my place. W-We can look at pictures, maybe watch movies? O-Or if you’d rather, I’ll walk you home?”

You had him walk you home, his arm about your shoulders as you lead the way. Once there, you thanked him for his company, his time, and for caring enough to do so.

“Hey, it’s no problem, I’m your friend right?” he told you, giving you a bright smile which in turn, caused your lips to turn up a little in a smile of their own.

“Just call me if you wanna talk, or if you want to go do something, I get being sad about this, and that’s totally cool, but, don’t stay in the dark too long, okay?”

He checks on you daily, via phone call or text message.

When you’ve been pent up in your house for too long [besides just going to work or school] he comes to drag you out - if nothing else to help him take photos.

He realizes that his crush has turned into something more, but he refuses to push you into something you don’t want.

He waits almost a year to finally ask, in a roundabout way, if you were maybe, you know, thinking about dating again.

If you tell him you are - he immediately asks if he can ask you out. Yes. He ASKS you if he can ask you out. [The doofy sunshine bean.]

If your not, he just smiles, and passes it off as conversation, but you’re not that oblivious to it all - and you tuck that information into your back pocket for later.

Ignis:

Ignis grows concerned when he doesn’t see you for a few days. He knows you are almost as prompt as he is, and you doing a vanishing act is…worrisome.

He tries calling you first, but you don’t answer, you don’t reply to his texts either. The third day that you do not make an appearance he makes his way to your apartment, midday.

He knocks. Repeatedly. And when he was just about to knock again you gently pop open your door, peeking through the small crack created in the door.

“I just wished to check on you, are you unwell?” he presses gently, and you sigh. Shaking your head, asking him to leave you alone.

He wants to respect what you ask, but he can’t stand to see you in such a state, so he presses again gently. “Please, tell me what’s wrong? You’ve never hidden away from me before. I swear if you tell me to go away again, I will but–I just need to know if I can assist you.”

You break down into tears right in front of him, causing his heart to sink. He gently pushes open your door, and immediately takes you into his arms.

He presses your head against his chest, his fingers tangling up into your slightly messy hair, and he wonders what could have put you into such a state. His eyes glance about your apartment, it’s not as bad as Noctis’ but it’s not like you to be this way.

When you mumble against his chest in between your sobs what happened, a light frown pulls at his lips, and he guides you to sit down on your couch.

Ignis has been your friend and rock numerous times, and he reminds you now should be no different. So you tell him, everything, letting all your pain, your anger and your sadness out. To the point of where you cry yourself to sleep.

Gently moving you to rest on the couch he calls Noctis and explains that he will not be back this afternoon due to an emergency, and that he will make it up to him another time.

He cleans your apartment as you sleep, it helps him calm himself from his own bit of anger against your ex.

When you awake he tells you that he has dinner almost ready for you, and a bath drawn. When you look sheepish he smiles softly, and gently takes your hand telling you that he’s doing it because he cares, and wants to see you happy again, even if it’s just for a little bit.

The next few days for you were rough, but Ignis keeps his eye on you, ever dutiful to you, and to the crown. You tell him that you’re thankful for him, that you probably couldn’t have gotten through this rough spot without him. He tells you that he knows you could have done it without him, but he is glad you think so, just the same.

Weeks go by and during this time Ignis withdraws from you suddenly. The tables have turned and you have to chase him down to get an answer out of him.

He tells you, right then and there with a light dusting of pink on his cheeks that he’s had a crush on you for quite sometime, but he knows you are not ready for a relationship yet. He just had to try to distance himself a bit from you because he felt he was getting too attached, and he wanted to give you space, and time to heal.

You were surprised to say the least but you agreed, and the two of you also worked things out to the point of where neither of you would fully withdraw from the other.

A year later, the two of you were sharing ebony on your morning break, and he turned to you, gently taking your hand.

“If it pleases you, will you allow me to take you on a date?”

If you are ready, and say yes, he will smile, and keep hold of your hand till he absolutely must let you go.

If you say you are not ready yet, he of course respects your space and your boundaries. But you know that when you want your next try at love, you want it to be with him.

Gladiolus:

Gladio was actually on the hunt for you, wondering why you had missed training. You never were one to miss training - often beating him to the training room, but this was the fourth day he hadn’t seen you.

You didn’t reply to his text messages either - but he had noticed you’d read them, and he started to grow angry because you also wouldn’t take his calls.

What had he done wrong to upset you? Thinking about it, he was sure he hadn’t done anything, but he couldn’t deny that sick feeling in his gut when he thought about you. Something was wrong, and he needed to fix it.

He found you, which even surprised himself, where he always would when you wanted to be alone to think. In a secluded area of the citadel, but what bugged him was you were sitting so you were hidden in the shadows of the room, or well almost hidden, your knees close to your chest, your arms about them.

Growling a little to himself he started to stride towards you when he heard you sniffle, and softly sob. It stopped him, dead in his tracks.

Who. Made. You. Cry? Papa bear best friend mode activated.

Reigning in his temper he approached you, slowly. “Hey…”

He frowned, looking almost pained as you looked up at him then, angrily wiping the tears from your face. He sat down next to you, letting you try to compose yourself. “What’s going on?” he asked softly. “Talk to me.”

You broke down into sobs again, slowly telling him what had happened between them, and his heart broke for you. Same as he wanted to go smash your ex’s face through the nearest wall, but he figured that’d make things worse.

“Hey. Hey, c’mere…” he gently moved to wrap an arm about your shoulders pulling you close, and letting you cry. You cried so much that you actually fell asleep against him.

Scooping you up into his arms he took you to the infirmary, where he knew you could get a bit of rest without any questions being asked. He watched over you, waiting for you to wake up.

When you did wake he was sitting beside you, gently petting his hand through your hair. It was something he did with Iris when she was younger, he figured it’d help you too.

“Look, forget that guy,” he mumbled softly. “But don’t forget the good times either. You can be sad, and heartbroken,” he moved his hand to gently wipe a tear from your face. “But don’t stay in the dark, let me–us, help you.”

He gave you a few days to wallow in your feelings before he asked you to go train with him. He was happy that you agreed on your own, and he knew that you were ready to start moving forward. He watched over you, letting you take all your anger and emotions out on training, but he made sure you never injured yourself.

Months went by, and when he felt you were more like yourself again, he wanted to ask you to go on a date, but he feared that you weren’t ready for something like that - you don’t just ‘get over’ someone in a few months.

But he stayed close by you, being your ‘shield’ when you would need it.

After a year, he finally managed to get the nerve to ask you out. Telling you right then and there that you had every right to tell him no, and he doesn’t want you to feel obligated to do so, that you don’t have to make anything up to him, and he wanted to let you know how he felt but—

With a laugh you stop him from rambling. Apparently, you make him giddy, and nervous.

If you say yes, he actually blushes and looks absolutely ecstatic. He then calms himself and makes plans to pamper you and spoil you absolutely rotten.

If you tell him you’re not ready, he smiles, and nods, and tells you that he’ll still be there for you. You’re thankful to him, and he knows it, you just surprise him by asking him out when you’re ready instead.

Lunafreya:

She notices when you’re trying to hold yourself together - you’re more withdrawn, your smile no longer reaches your eyes, you don’t joke around or laugh as much as you used to. She’s had to do that for herself often, so she knows the signs.

Though the fact that she doesn’t know the exact reason as to why you’re putting up a fake front, makes her worry for you. A lot.

And being a busy lady as the Oracle, she knows she won’t have much of an opportunity to ask you about it.

Till one day, you break down into silent tears at her side for no apparent reason. She can tell your heart is broken, and she wants nothing more than to mend it - like she can heal the scourge.

Taking your hand she leads you away to a private room, her blue eyes searching your face as she cups your cheeks, gently wiping away your tears.

“I know you wish to not burden me with what troubles you,” she speaks softly, giving you a gentle smile. “But this burden is hurting you, please, will you share it with me?”

You break down into tears and sobs again, feeling sheepish but you explain to her why you’re hurting. You could never hide anything from her anyway.

She gently takes you into her arms, letting you cry, giving you soft gentle praises as she pets her fingers through your hair.

When you feel that you have cried enough tears, she smiles and stays with you, till your eyes are no longer quite so red.

“I will always be here for you, no matter what burdens you, I promise.” she says softly, squeezing your hand.

She watches you from afar, always offering her ear as the months go by, watching your heart heal. She’s almost over the moon when your smile once more reaches your eyes again.

She knows that she can approach you with, well, her own feelings about you, and how she wishes to make things official between the two of you.

If you tell her that you are still not ready for a relationship, she fully understands and does not pressure you, still remaining your confidant and ear.

If you are ready, expect her to smile just as brightly as you, walking with you, your pinkies linked whenever she gets the chance.

~ Mod Manda ♥

[temerairezine]

From the Desk of T. Tharkay: An Introduction

Hello, Temeraire fans, and welcome to the introductory post for a new Temeraire fanzine! I'm your host Mod Manda (also known as @revolutionarygold) and I'll be answering some questions to bring us all up to speed. 

"What is a fanzine?"

A fanzine is a form of collaborative fanwork that combines art, the written word, graphic design, and more to create a unified collection around a central theme. Some fanzines are intimate and made on printer paper, while some are professionally printed and are indistinguishable from official art books! It all depends on what the contributors of the zine are intending to do!

"Oh, what kind of zine will this be?"

A not-for-profit one, that's for sure! Other than that- that's where you come in! The scope of the zine depends on the scope that contributors are willing to commit to. 

"You said it was centered on a theme? What's this one's theme?"

I'm so glad you asked; we're really excited about this. Picture this: John Granby and Tenzing Tharkay compile their notes on the dragons and environs and people they've come in contact with over the course of their many adventures and campaigns, with an emphasis on the dragons of the world. 

"Well, I love the idea of this, but I'm a writer, I don't know if I..."

Let me stop you right there- you didn't think we would leave out all the beautiful writers of the Temeraire fandom, would you? How could I betray my own people like that?! Writers will be more than welcome to apply and join the project as a scene writer to accompany dragon illustrations, as a prop writer to accompany in-universe items and equipment, as an epistolary writer to highlight diegetic pieces of writing (think Laurence's inexplicable captain's logs or Jane Roland's many exasperated letters) or even as a science writer to accompany the dragon designs themselves! While this zine will err more on the side of gen-fic rather than ship-fic, there is plenty of space for writers of all stripes to apply if you're interested!

"Okay, well, what about fan dragon designs?"

The world of Temeraire is as vast and complex as the one we live in right now. While we love the dragons that the series highlights, we also love to imagine the dragons which may exist juuust off screen from Temeraire and company. While we aren't sure exactly what role noncanonical dragon designs have in this zine yet, far be it from us to keep them away from a project that is obviously interested in the worldbuilding!

"So you keep saying we..."

Oh, where are my manners! I could hardly do this alone, could I? I'm referring, of course, to my co-moderator @skywardsylphina, Mod Skyward! Skyward (they/them) is a ceramicist, illustrator, and artist of every stripe. While neither of us have run a zine before, Skyward has plenty of zine contributor experience under their belt. You can find them in the Scarland Art Book, the HermitPost Zine, and Memory of Family. Skyward is also the artist behind the logo and banner art on this blog! 

"What kind of timeline are we looking at?"

With the understanding that this schedule is dependent on what the final scope ends up being, we're intending on delivering on the finished zine by Fall 2026. This zine will be freely available for digital download through either Gumroad or KoFi, and have a print-on-demand edition available for the cost of printing through Magcloud. 

"Yeah, okay, you've got me. I'm interested in knowing more."

Fantastic. Tell us so in our Interest check form! Whether it's as an artist, a writer, a layout designer, or as an audience member (hey, we need those, too!) we'd love to hear from you to make sure that this is something the fandom is interested in supporting and contributing to. The interest check will be open for the first week of March (March 1 to March 7), so make sure to let us know by then!

"Wait, I had another question!"

It's a good thing the ask box is open, then, isn't it? ;) 

All lies well, aviators, so until next time, I've been

MOD MANDA,

lifting off!

[temerairezine]

From the Desk of T. Tharkay...

The Interest Check for the Temeraire Fanzine is LIVE!

[temerairezine]

TODAY IS THE LAST DAY! APPLICATIONS WILL CLOSE ~11:59PM CST TONIGHT!

[temerairezine]

TWO DAYS REMAIN!

[temerairezine]

From the Desk of T. Tharkay...

FIVE DAYS REMAIN TO SUBMIT YOUR APPLICATION TO THE TEMERAIRE ZINE!